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The Feng Ling Sect's Yu Hanshan cupped his fist, and then said: "Grandmaster Clear Void, please!"

After Yu Hanshan finished speaking, the monk called Clear Void did not respond. He shouted loudly and threw a punch over. He quickly used both his arms to block it, but unfortunately, in his haste, his defense was no match for it. Under the attack of the monk's fist, his arm was not able to fully defend, and then the monk's fist struck his chest, causing a trickle of blood to flow out from the corner of Yu Hanshan's mouth.

"You are despicable! It's fine if you're rude, but you actually launched a sneak attack! " Yu Hanshan roared at the monk.

"Are you childish or stupid? Why do I have to return the favor?" Besides, how am I a sneak attack? You call it a sneak attack without even greeting me? I just wanted to attack faster! " Monk Jiu Kong rolled his eyes and said.

"Argument!" None of you monks have good stuff! " Yu Hanshan was obviously infuriated.

Zhao Kui and the other disciples of the Great Clarity Faction shook their heads. This Yu Hanshan was indeed naive, and this was a competition, not a competition where children played house and the victor became king. This was a truth that existed throughout the ages, and as long as one won, no matter what method one used, it would be a good one.

"Humph!" Could it be that the disciples of the Feng Ling Sect are all retarded children? Why did he send such trash to participate in the competition? This is really embarrassing, I advise you to go home early, it looks like you still have to go home and get some milk before you grow up! " The monk was obviously no pushover. Not only was he not merciful, he was also constantly attacking Yu Hanshan with his mouth.

"You! You stinking bald ass! I will chop your bald head off and kick it like a ball! " Yu Hanshan was so angry that his face turned red. He swung his fist and struck at the monk.

This Yu Hanshan is really too young, after being provoked by this monk, he became impulsive, which greatly affected his fighting strength. Originally, his strength was not as good as this monk's, but after messing up his position, he will definitely lose even faster. He and Zhao Kui's views were very similar. Zhao Kui glanced at the disciple from the Great Ming Sect and coincidentally, the disciple from the Great Ming Sect was also looking at him. Zhao Kui nodded in a friendly manner and the disciple also returned the gesture, and then the two of them quietly watched the competition again.

The monk with clear air extended his two large palms and with one grab, he caught Yu Hanshan's hands in his own, then with a twist, Yu Hanshan's body was forced to spin around. When Yu Hanshan saw that he had been tricked, the monk waited for him to spin around, and when he did, he kicked Yu Hanshan's abdomen with his foot.

When Yu Hanshan saw that the monk's leg was already close to his abdomen, he could only extend his other hand to defend himself. At the same time, his abdomen withdrew as much as possible while his waist also arched backwards, with the aim of minimizing the damage to his abdomen.

Unexpectedly, the monk with clear air did not kick him. When the latter was about to touch Yu Hanshan's arm, Zhao Kui's knees bent and pressed against Yu Hanshan's chest. When Zhao Kui saw this, his pupils slightly contracted.

"Bam!"

Yu Hanshan's sternum was struck by the monk's knee, and a loud sound was produced when the two collided. Then, Yu Hanshan was thrown to the ground, stirring up dust that flew everywhere.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Yu Hanshan kept coughing, and along with him coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood, his injuries were already very severe. His vision turned black, his head swelled up, and even his breathing became ragged.

"Sir, your hand is already injured. You should just admit defeat!" Monk Jiankong started to console Yu Hanshan. However, in the eyes of the crowd, this monk was purposely provoking Yu Hanshan by bringing disaster upon himself.

"Don't bother with the bald donkey!" I won't admit defeat even if I was beaten to death! " On the other hand, Yu Hanshan was a man of his word and refused to admit defeat no matter what.

"Hey, why are you doing this?" Seeing this, Zhao Kui rolled his eyes. This monk was simply too pitiful.

"Thief Monk!" Take my palm! The wind is biting cold! " Yu Hanshan struggled up and struck out with his palm towards the monk. The wind from his palm was cold and chilling like the winter wind. The face of the spectator who was struck by the cold palm felt as if it was being sharpened by a knife.

"This Yu Han Mountain is not a simple place, he has even learnt the Wind Breath Sect's Chilling Wind Technique, but he is not proficient in it, if he uses the Chilling Wind Technique, it will be greatly reduced!" The Great Ming Sect disciple casually said as he was quite familiar with the Feng Ling Sect.

Zhao Kui looked at Yu Hanshan and his eyes narrowed. Although this biting cold was not considered a high-leveled martial skill in his eyes, it was only for him. The martial skills he had seen so far in this world were still the strongest skills that Yu Hanshan had ever used. With Zhao Kui's insight and knowledge, he was naturally able to tell that if it was a person who had studied this Martial Technique before, the power of this Martial Technique would definitely be much greater.

"Bam!"

When Yu Hanshan's palm met with the monk's fist, another loud sound rang out. Then, both of them took a step back, but a thin layer of frost had also appeared on the monk's fist! It could be seen that this martial skill was not simple!

"Humph!" The cold wind is indeed a good martial arts, but you are still far from being able to practice it! "Go back and practice for a few more years before sparring with me again!" The monk's tone was very arrogant. He clenched his fist and the frost on it turned into a few drops of clear water that dripped onto the arena.

This is enough to deal with you!" Yu Hanshan was a bit stubborn, although the attack just now had caused the monk to suffer a little, he did not have much of an advantage. The monk looked relaxed, obviously he still had a trump card, he would definitely lose this fight, and he was only holding on forcefully, the outcome was only a matter of time.

"You stubborn dead duck, I'll make you lose like a dead dog right now!" The monk from Clear Void said fiercely as he kept it in mind after having just suffered a small loss.

After the monk had finished speaking, he rushed up with two huge fists, his left fist sweeping towards Yu Hanshan's head. Yu Hanshan shrunk his body and dodged the attack, then launched another powerful palm attack towards the monk's waist.

"Humph!" The Void Monk snorted out from his nose. Then, he directly welcomed Yu Hanshan's palm with his right hand.

After the fist and palm met, the monk in the air tilted his body back and spun around like a top, using his bald head to ram into Yu Hanshan's chest. His already shiny bald head was still glowing with this little bit of metal.

Yu Hanshan did not expect that Monk Jiankong would use his head to attack him. Before he could react, the huge bald man had already hit his chest.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, Yu Hanshan fell to the ground in pain, clutching his chest with an extremely painful expression, the corner of his mouth constantly bleeding, and the floor of the stage below his head was already covered in a small pool of blood. With the impact, Yu Hanshan's breastbone was finally unable to take the impact and broke.

"Kid!" Aren't you very stubborn? Do you want to stand up and spar with me again? " The monk said to Yu Hanshan in a sinister tone.

"Smelly … Monk … you … cough cough … don't be complacent. I want to … freeze you into … cough cough cough … an ice bald donkey!" Yu Hanshan said with difficulty, then struggled to get up.

"You can still get up and fight me with this kind of strength?" Lie on the ground like a dead dog and boast shamelessly! " Jiankong Monk mocked Yu Hanshan.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Kui could not help but secretly shake his head. This Yu Hanshan was rather tough, but he was too inexperienced, so it was better for him to take a beating now. Otherwise, he would suffer in the future.

He shook his head and with a leap, he arrived at the Yu Han Mountain and forcefully pulled him away. After that, he said to the monk, "I am the Great Ming Sect's Sima Kang, how about you spar with me?"

"Good!" That brat just now was too weak. It would be better if he had a good opponent to spar with! Otherwise, how can we enjoy ourselves to the fullest! " The Void Monk said loudly.

However, that Sima Kang didn't care about his carefree attitude. He was trying to confuse them all, this monk was extremely shrewd! Sima Kang was on full alert. Seeing him act this way, the Emptiness Realm Monk knew that Sima Kang was a formidable opponent and immediately became nervous.

Zhao Kui watched quietly from the side. He was truly calm and composed.